Collected Poems - Sri Aurobindo Ashram

650 Pondicherry, c. 1927 – 1947
In the ending of time
In the ending of time, in the sinking of space
What shall survive?
Hearts once alive,
Beauty and charm of a face?
Nay, these shall be safe in the breast of the One,
Man deified,
World-spirits wide, —
Nothing ends, all but began.
In some faint dawn
In some faint dawn,
In some dim eve,
Like a gesture of Light,
Like a dream of delight
Thou com’st nearer and nearer to me.
In a flaming as of spaces
In a flaming as of spaces
Curved like spires,
An epiphany of faces,
Long curled fires,
The illumined and tremendous
Masque drew near,
A God-pageant of the aeons
Vast, deep-hued,
And the thunder of its paeans
Wide-winged, nude,
In their harmony stupendous
Smote earth’s ear.